"It was a wonderful experience interacting with you and appreciate the way you have planned and executed the whole publication process within the agreed timelines.”
Subrat SaurabhAuthor of Kuch Woh Pal
This book is a collection of Yousuf's poems, stories, articles, quotations, and observations so far. The Author has written each piece with great imagination and flair.
Most of the work done by the Author right from the age of 6 to 12 years is compiled here. That makes this book a perfect pick for kids of all ages and also for adults who want their kids to write in a similar way.
Not only this book will tell adults how deep a kid can think. It will also encourage parents to give wings to their children’s imagination.
If you are looking for,
a book that has light-hearted and deep poems at the same time....
a book that has stories that take kids into the fantasy world and also gives them great lessons for real life....
a book that also has science fiction that teaches your child complex concepts in minutes.....
a book that becomes your child’s friend, philosopher, guide and mentor
Then,
Your search ends here.
HAPPY READING
Yousuf Adnan Siddiqui
Yousuf Adnan Siddiqui is a flamboyant boy. He loves reading, writing, coding, and playing.
He has a kid-friendly channel (Yousi Tornado) where he posts his gaming videos, unboxing videos, vlogs of places he explores, and edutainment videos.
You can begin your FUN + ENTERTAINMENT+ LEARNING journey with Yousuf there.
To get updates and a sneak peek into his creative world, follow his Instagram handle @kiidtyphoon001
He loves to write. Poetry comes naturally to him; his poems wouldn't fail to amaze you. He creates magic with words in no time. You can read his write-ups, poems, stories, etc. here kidtyphoon.wordpress.com
He finds it difficult to sleep at night as just before sleeping, he gets umpteen ideas followed by an adrenaline rush and he can't sleep until he pens them down. He says it is difficult to express how ecstatic he feels at that time.
In his own words….
‘’Every night, some ideas crawl up my bed.
They jump on my pillow,
and enter my head.
They gift me a sleepless night.
Then, all I want to do is...
WRITE … WRITE … WRITE…”
